A craving

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The first poem in response to the above image-prompt.
Thank you, Balroop.

A craving

by Balroop Singh

Frozen in time
With amorphia of ages
I sat waiting for love
It did come at last!

They came in hordes
With shovels and hoes
To dig around me
And create a cover

I am awning them
With arrows piercing my soul
Blinded by dirt and deceit
I crave for a new world…

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